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That’s right, Cameron has discovered that he can reach the light switches if he uses his bathroom stool. He doesn’t need it anymore to pee on his own, for two reasons: one he rarely goes to the toilet lately; two he learned at daycare that Big Boys pee standing up. Nevermind that big boys pee at the toilet not in their pants, they do it standing up and that’s what matters … sigh. At any rate, this has freed up the stool for bigger and better purposes – reaching light switches!
He’s super eager to do it for me. And super pissed when the light operated by the switch he’s discovered doesn’t work. There are a few of those – I despise strongly dislike lights in the middle of ceilings. So the ones in my bedroom, the kitchen, and the livingroom have been allowed to burn out and not be replaced. To ward off the tantrums, Cameron assisted me in a Big Chore. We replaced all the lightbulbs in the kitchen and my bedroom with the eco-friendly ones. The livingroom will have to wait. I can’t figure out how to get at the bulbs. So I didn’t really try hard, I made a good show of it!
Speaking of which, the new Phillips bulbs are much improved. They don’t buzz, there’s no delay from switch to light, and apparently they’ve taken care of whatever problem it was that meant frequent on-offs reduced their life/efficiency/something crucial. Which is perfect.
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